This is a song about "Funky"

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

So ill leave after i spit a bit of some funky shit,

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Bumping heavy d and the boyz, still "chunky but funky"

Watchin' me when i stiff on them like a photo funky

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

All i can say is... that was a funky shit

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

But i'm leaving town in a little bit